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We give thanks to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, praying always for you. Colossians 1:3

In 19th-century England, debtors prison housed those unfortunate souls who couldnt pay their bills. New prisoners were escorted to the chummage, a prison dormitory. Since the people were not there for violent crimes, a spirit of trust and camaraderie soon developed. They played games together and had plenty to eat. Some were even allowed private rooms.

In time, the prisoners began to refer to each other as chums. Later, the word caught on outside the prison walls and took on the meaning of a cordial friend.

Deep bonds of friendship also take place in Christian ministry. Those who worked alongside Paul were not strangers to persecution and imprisonment. But a common mission created a deep sense of connectedness. In his letter to the believers in Colosse, Paul called Epaphras a fellow servant (1:7). The term can be paraphrased as together slave or one who serves the same master with another.

When believers live under the lordship of Christ, they can see their lives intertwined in service. By serving as slaves to Christ, a spiritual camaraderie results that transcends being chums. And that special relationship will continue on into eternity!

Working together with others, Serving the Lord day or night, Telling the story of Jesus Promises endless delight. Hess

We went to Santa Barbara and stopped by the church on our 24th anniversary and it hadn't changed one bit. Not much changes in Santa Barbara (the "city fathers" don't care much for change) - except the traffic. It was bumper to bumper along Cabrillo. :-(

Santa Barbara used to be my getaway for many years, going up for a day or a weekend. I really enjoyed shopping on State Street back in more easy-going times, going up to the Mission and the Botanical Garden.

Also, you are both probably familiar with the drive up on Camino Cielo. It’s heavenly, just as the name of the road says:)

Yep, I know all of those places you mentioned, dita. You are bringing back such nice memories of good times there. I met my husband when he was attending Brooks Institute of Photography and spent many days on photo shoots with him helping him with his assignments. We'd always end up at the Purple Onion or the Jolly Tiger for dinner. Don't even know if those places are still there or not.

The only thing I don't remember is Camino Cielo (but it's been a LOT of years). The name doesn't ring a bell. I remember Alameda Padre Serra, "APS", the drive that went along the foothills. I am going to "google map" Camino Cielo and see where it is. I'm sure I have been there.

The Methodist Church is just down the street from the Mission on Anapamu Street. I used to love to go the the Mission also. To me it is like the crown jewel of all the California Missions.

I learned to drive an old Nash Rambler in Hope Ranch, an area in S.B. with beautiful homes and expansive rolling green lawns. And the best steak I ever had was at Hidden Valley Ranch which was off of San Marcos Pass. Such great memories there.

I think maybe I will try to talk JK into going over to Santa Barbara for the weekend soon. I know I will be unhappy with the traffic conjestion, so I will just have to be prepared for it.

The traffic has spoiled things quite a bit, IMO MamaBear, especially the way several streets were turned into one-ways. It spoiled the neighborhood feeling, and such lovely neighborhoods they are:)

I was a regular at a bed and breakfast, the name of which totally escapes me!!! It was a lovely California bungalow style house and had a hot tub out back....Yes, ma’am.

I used to go to a bookstore called Earth-something. You could sit around a fireplace reading. Also, used to get monster croissants and dark roasted coffee for breakfast, when that was a new fad.

Camino Cielo is above Montecito, I believe. When you drive that ridge, Santa Barbara and the ocean are on one side and Santa Ynez Valley on the other. The Reagan Ranch is up there, too. Oh, I hope you remember it now. There’s a country store at the bottom of the road.

Jeff remembers Camino Cielo, but I am drawing a blank. Nothing unusual about that. LOL. The truth is, all the time I lived in S.B. I was lost and had absolutely no clue where I was most of the time. (No, it wasn't drugs, LOL). ;-)

I have always had a good sense of direction, but for some reason I could not tell north from south and east from west.....I always thought that the ocean should be west, but it was actually south. I never understood that. Still don't. LOL.

Our first apartment after we were married was actually a little bungalow about two blocks from the ocean on Natoma Street, just down from the city college. A little studio apartment. We were only there for a couple months and then moved to the Bay Area. Sadly, I never really appreciated living in Santa Barbara until after we left. I remember people joking that Santa Barbara was a place for the newly wed and nearly dead. LOL. They did roll up the sidewalks at sundown, as I recall.

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